Before heading to the pizzeria we walked to a grocery store and that was an interesting experience. Things in Europe are pretty packed and compact. The grocery store aisles are big enough for one or two and maybe a basket. Forget about a cart. And the concept of personal space is different in Brussels. If you are standing in the aisle with even just a hint of confusion on your face, you will get run over. 15 minutes to closing time they turn off the lights.

We had a relaxing night in eating pizza and watching a movie.

We woke up at 7am to the sound of someone throwing concrete bricks into a truck like there was no tomorrow! I guess they start their work day early around here :p

This morning we went around looking for fries because they originated in Belgium and you how much I love fries especially for breakfast. But nothing opened before 10am and my train was scheduled to depart at 11am. So I settled for a cheeseburger from a pop up stand.

The bun alone was half the size of my face!

We were in Brussels for only a short time. None of the store owners spoke English so Kara and Joanna had a grand time communicating with their French.